So, Cami and I came to Merced home last Wednesday morning. There was a lot of traffic driving in from Sacramento (apparently some 30 million people hit the road during the Thanksgiving break, but we didn’t see most of them, I bet). It is always good to come home. Keith got here a little after we did. I spent most of Wednesday studying (or pretending to study, rather). We went and played tennis with Ashley and Tony Pipes. That was fun, but Tony had never played before… which made things interesting.
There was a bunch of food and a bunch of people. Well, I guess not that many compared to my last Thanksgiving at the Callister’s. Last year they had 30+ people, this year we were a paltry 12 ½ (Wendy is pregnant). The food was great and afterward I got sooo tired. We played some games and talked for awhile before all going home and retiring for the evening.
Friday we all went to see Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire. The theater was really crowded (what did you expect?) and Cami and I had to sit on one side a couple of rows away from Mom, Dad and Keith. The movie was very good, but I think I liked the last one better. The books keep getting longer and so they have to cram a lot of stuff into the film. All in all it was very entertaining and I had a good time. The movie was definitely a lot more intense than the previous ones (I think it was rated PG-13), but I don’t think that has stopped anyone from taking their kids—though, perhaps it should have.
I am not looking forward to going back to school on Monday. We only have two more weeks of class before finals start. I am feeling a little more comfortable with the material I am supposed to know by then, but there is still a long way to go. I had a moment the other day where I realized that four years is a long time to be in medical school. It’s kind of weird to think about, but from what I hear, the first two years are the most tedious, so I am looking forward to getting those done.
Cami and I will probably go to Third Ward tomorrow and then go back to Woodland. Our neighbor’s, the Blairs, claim to have more Christmas Spirit than we do. Cami took that as a personal insult and so we have a lot of decorating to do before we invite them over for treats and games. Few people have more Christmas Spirit than my wife Cami, so I doubt that the Blairs will be able to compete, even if we don’t have a nativity scene like they do. We do, however, have a Schwipbogen and a couple Nußknacker. Those poor Blairs won’t know what hit them!